Chapter 30 Grandma's Fantasy
Chapter 30 Grandma's Fantasy
"Grandma, you..."
"Well," Grandma An realized that she had let the cat out of the bag and coughed to cover it up, "I've heard others say it occasionally."
Anjiu didn't think so, but she remembered something else.
"No wonder you always brought food back from time to time. Grandma, have you been to the 44th floor?"
It is common to not have enough food on the 48th floor. Everyone here has their own little ways to survive.
In the past, Xiaojiu was a timid person and would carry things wherever he went when he had nothing to eat. Many times, when Grandma An went out, she would quietly take out food from her arms when she came back, and the two of them would take a bite each. Although the amount was small, it helped them get through the difficult days and nights.
Xiaojiu knew why Grandma An went out, but she was powerless to change it, which was sad and lamentable.
Rather than saying that Grandma An earns contribution points from Anjiu, it is better to say that two poor people rely on each other in this difficult life and have a sense of sustenance in their hearts.
Grandma An's cheeks were sunken with laughter. "It's all in the past. Let's not talk about it."
Anjiu smiled and put the matter behind him.
The two of them sat on the edge of the bed, pinching the instant noodle crumbs and putting them into their mouths bit by bit.
The fresh dough was rubbed and crushed between the teeth, giving off a strong salty aroma. The bag that Anjiu took was the honey pork chop flavor. It had just been opened and tasted crispy and crunchy.
But the weather here is dry, so I'm afraid the bag won't get damp even if I leave it open overnight.
A small bag of instant noodles cannot actually fill your stomach, and may even make you crave more food.
Anjiu could only comfort himself in his heart that it was a healthy meal for losing weight.
"Oh my god, why did I just think of this now!" Grandma An suddenly slapped her thigh and said, "The administrator came to inform us that tomorrow's porridge will be distributed, and each person is limited to one bowl!"
Anjiu paused, "Really?"
"Really!" Grandma An looked at the empty bowl with regret, "Otherwise I could save it for later!"
Food is really in short supply and any food must be used carefully. Since there will be official porridge distribution tomorrow, we should save as much as we can today. There will be many days of hunger in the future. We can't only look ahead and not behind!
What made Grandma An even more unacceptable was that she had just eaten half a piece of bread in the afternoon! Her granddaughter didn't eat a single bite, and she ate it all by herself! Now she ate half a piece of bread!
Why do people become more greedy as they get older?!
Grandma An secretly cursed herself for being a greedy person, sighing and sulking.
An Jiu stood up and collected the two people's bowls, and comforted her, "You have to eat when you need to. As long as I have a job every day, our lives will get better and better in the future. Maybe one day, we can become fifth-class citizens and live downstairs, and then we can eat three meals a day."
This sentence amused Grandma An. She said as she made the bed, "How dare you think that being able to fill your stomach is a blessing from God. Eating three meals a day is a heavenly life!"
She paused, smiled and shook her head, "You think there are people downstairs who can eat three meals a day? What do they eat? Do they have big steamed buns for every meal?"
She imagined the scene, holding a steamed bun in her left hand and another steamed bun in her right hand, with some left on the plate...envious.
When the two of them lay down on the bed and prepared to rest, Grandma An couldn't help but imagine what she thought were the comfortable lives of those people downstairs -
Eating just the steamed buns is a bit choking, there should be a glass of water next to it, eat a mouthful of steamed bun and drink a mouthful of water, ah, all of this must be bought with contribution points? That is a huge expense!
Just when Grandma An was about to ask An Jiu, she saw that she had closed her eyes and fallen asleep.
It was like a basin of cold water poured on her, and Grandma An suddenly came to her senses - her granddaughter still had to go to the mine tomorrow, and the life downstairs was not something they could have if they worked hard, so they should just live their own lives down-to-earth.
Anjiu didn't sleep. She was looking at today's harvest - the space has expanded from the original 0.1 square meters to the current 0.11 square meters.
Although the increase is small, it is a real expansion. As long as there are enough crystals, the increase will be even faster.
When I absorbed the crystal for the first time, the prompt said that it was a primary crystal. Does that mean there are intermediate and advanced ones? After absorbing it, the space expansion doubles, right?
It can now be confirmed that Mine No. 2 is a primary crystal mine, and Mine No. 5 and Mine No. 6 where Xiaojiu worked before are ordinary mines. If even Mine No. 2 is strictly managed, the management of more advanced mines will inevitably be even more stringent.
She had no chance to go in for the time being.
It would be better to absorb more primary crystals now and act accordingly later.
Captain Pu is the person she cannot afford to offend the most at the moment. Whether she wants to go to Mine No. 2 through him or earn contribution points, he can be said to be a noble man who helps this family in times of need.
After being caught cleaning up the debris without wearing gloves today, if she was not mistaken, Captain Pu deliberately waited for the floating monitor to come over before starting to scold her.
Could it be that he was telling it to the person behind the monitor? What was the purpose?
Unfortunately, she had too little information and could not make any inference based on this alone. She only had a vague feeling - Captain Pu should not be a sixth-class citizen.
This idea is completely contrary to Xiaojiu's unwavering belief. In Xiaojiu's opinion, Captain Pu is the only good person on the 48th floor. As for the other one...
Anjiu pursed his lips.
She is a girl who is four years older than Xiaojiu and has a similar personality to her. Whenever they have free time, they sit together and keep silent. Although they don't talk much, they feel comfortable getting along with each other.
Eventually the girl became a wife and they lost contact.
Just as becoming friends is a natural process, so is parting.
There are too many similarities between the two. The only difference is whether Captain Pu is a good person...
This is a very childish argument.
Anjiu turned over, cleared all his thoughts, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
……
The weather today was exceptionally gloomy and Anjiu was almost late.
Looking out through the glass window, the air outside was shrouded in a light yellow color, as if it was filled with fine sand, and it made me feel short of breath just by looking at it.
After gathering in Captain Pu's room, they lined up and set off.
Standing in the elevator leading to the outdoors, An Jiu thought of Grandma An's unusual anxiety this morning. She actually took the initiative to approach the glass and kept rubbing the fine cracks on it with her fingers.
He was still mumbling, "The wind is about to blow. What should I do? I don't know if I can survive this..."
I was so focused that I didn't hear Anjiu say she was gone.
Now, through the gaps in the elevator's pergola, she could see the lower half of the building at a glance. Most families were sticking yellow tape on the glass, and a few were directly sealing the windows with boards of unknown material.
An Jiu felt an indescribable anxiety in his heart.
Even the atmosphere in the team became more depressing than yesterday.
Especially after smelling the dusty and dry air outside, almost everyone took small actions to relieve stress.
Pu Huai diverted everyone's attention with just one sentence.
"There are no mission requirements today. One pound can be exchanged for five contribution points. The more you work, the more you get."
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